Fate And Her Abuse (2/2)

fate and her abuse (2/2)

part one

TW: MENTIONS OF PAST SEXUAL/PHYSICAL/EMOTIONAL ABUSE, MENTIONS OF SEX, GRAPHIC DETAILS OF SEX, STRONG LANGUAGE, ALLUSIONS TO SELF HARM, ALLUSIONS OF MISCARRIAGES.

Summary: A woman who struggles to understand that free will must derive from selfishness, and selfishness does not breed a snake that will tempt Adam and Eve. You and Bucky. This story is about two tragic lovers split apart by ideologies, cruelty, tragedy…stripped from free-will in hopes that fate will bring them back together.

Author’s note: the reader comes to term with her reality. :)

LONGING:

He longs for you, even in his dreams.

Years have passed since your first meeting—you are now twenty-eight and him thirty. For you, a decade has passed. For him, only three.

Or did it really? Perhaps in the span of those other seven years, another had taken his place.

Bucky pushes himself into your wet heat. Your legs cage his presence, wrapped around his waist and locked behind his back. Your cunt is like a fist around his cock, wrapped so warmly and sucking him back in with every pull.

You are so gorgeous—so fucking beautiful in his eyes. He groans in your mouth, swallowing the echoes of your cries, the whimpers of his name when his hands grip the flesh of your thighs. Eyes roll back when a hard thrust slams into your g-spot. Wetness spurts out. It runs down his thighs and his balls feel heavy against your quivering skin.

He loves you; he loves you; he loves you.

Yet who is he? He? Him? Or the Asset?   The   Asset   also   loved   you   if   love   meant   sex    

But the difference lay in longing—he longed for you, within that chamber, on that chair, in a moment of clarity when he shot the president dead.

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The Scoop  —  One Shot

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky Barnes laments the fact that every single person he cares about is a dumbass when it comes to their own personal safety. AKA: Bucky Barnes hates every single journalist, newscaster or reporter he’s ever met until you.

Warnings: language, some light smut, canon typical violence. This reader is explicitly a black woman, but I hope other than the brief descriptions of her (and her hair), everyone can enjoy this :)

Words: 13,000

A/N: I’m returning from my complete hiatus to post this because I have zero self-control. But I’ll be gone again for a while— sorry! I hope you enjoy!

Bucky Barnes hates reporters.

Newscasters, journalists, columnists, think piece-writers.

He’s not a fan.

Mostly because they don’t tend to be fans of him, spewing new nonsense every other week about him, he can hardly go to a dollar store without someone making some political statement about it.

Sam told him to ignore it, but it was kind of hard to do that when he was constantly on edge about if a taxi driver was going to throw him out or profusely thank him for his service and invite him to dinner with his whole family. Really, that had happened. Sam has taken pictures, but the haleem and dumpukht had been so good, Bucky had hardly cared.

All of this is to say when he realises the gorgeous brunette in the coffee shop at the bottom of Avengers Tower is a journalist, he bolts before you can even open your pretty lips.

“Hey! Wait! Sergeant—” You’re cut off for a moment as the shop door closes behind him, but he hears the telltale clicking of your shoes on the marble lobby floor moments later as you give chase.

“Sergeant Barnes! Please!” Bucky, unfortunately, has to wait for the elevator to arrive, so at least for another minute, he’s forced to be somewhat near you.

He presses the button at least six times.

“What?” He refrains from growling, and barely passes another glance to you as you catch up.

“I’m a journalist, from—”

“—The New York Times, I know, you have a press badge.” He nods to the laminated employee card on your hip and you look down at it for a moment, before tugging your sweater in vain to cover it up.

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AVENGERS X READER GROUPCHAT: PERIODT

Hello everyone! Sorry this took me so long Ibwas put of ideas but here u guys have another groupchat in honor to America's ass a.k.a Steve Rogers. Hope u guys like it😍❤

The Recruit (4/?)

Summary: Becoming a SHIELD agent had been your dream and finally, you’ve achieved it. You’re at the top of your class in every field except one—hand to hand combat, and it doesn’t impress Captain Rogers in the slightest. Instead, it seems to convince him you’re useless, setting off a tense relationship between the two of you. In an effort to bridge the gap, Bucky offers to help you train to earn your way back into Steve’s good graces. What could possibly go wrong?

Pairing: Steve Rogers x fem!Reader x Bucky Barnes (not Stucky)

Warnings: Steve might be learning a lesson…

Notes: Woohoo another chapter. Thank you all so much for the feedback on this series. I’m glad you’re all enjoying it! Enjoy this next part and let me know what you think! x

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Tony’s going to have his head once he figures out Steve’s busted another punching bag wide open. He’ll have to make a mental note to buy him some of that really expensive civet coffee he loves to chug so much. For now, he puts another bag on the hook and proceeds to wail on it. He grits his teeth painfully, tries to shove the scene going on behind him out of his head.

You’ve been sidelined, arm bound up in a cast and sling with orders to not push yourself. Shattered wrist, bruised neck, a deep purple necklace around your throat. Spirits high despite your ordeal, your injuries. You’re spotting Bucky, standing over him as he benches an impressive three hundred pounds. Your laughter carrying across the gym to ring inside his head, rattles his insides not unlike an earthquake.

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Well, damn.

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